Page 27 of Unspoken Obsession

I lift her off my lap and unbutton my shirt while she watches me with demure eyes. I shrug it off my shoulders and then tug my pants open, shoving them to the floor.

She stares at my cock, biting her lower lip. The flick of her tongue makes my cock throb, the veins along the shaft pulsing.

I grip her throat, pull her back towards me, and then lift her back onto my lap. She is my toy and I'm feeling playful tonight. I grab my cock in my hand, holding it so she can sit down on me.

She smirks, cheeky and coy as she lowers herself onto my cock. I groan at the pure pleasure of it sliding into her tight pink pussy. She gasps as I fill her up and stretch her pussy open.

Steadying her with my hand twisted in her long hair, she bounces up and down on my lap.

I grip her hips, wanting to slam into her, bury myself inside her and then fuck her until she screams.

But every time I move to thrust into her, she grins and takes control, not letting me.

She is teasing me - and enjoying it.

It turns me on, how she thinks she is the one in charge.

She rocks over me, dancing on my cock, her gorgeous body captivating me.

I cannot take it anymore.

I stand up, lifting her with me. Sliding out of her I spin her around and bend her over the table. Guiding her restrained wrists to the table, I slip the tip of my cock to tease her wet pussy. Two can play this game.

Her moans turn into desperate, breathless pleas as she whispers, "Fuck me already," the need in her voice pushing me past the point of control.

She squeals when I thrust into her from behind, my cock slamming into her pussy and jolting her forward. Her fingers dig into my hand as I fuck her the way I want to fuck her. Hard, deep, and aggressive. As I shove my cock into her, she moans louder and louder, and I lock my other hand over her waist to keep her in place.

Soon her legs shake, and she arches her ass high towards me.

Her moans are more drawn out and her pussy is tightening over my cock.

"Come all over my cock, Frankie," I growl against her ear as I grab a handful of her hair and pull her back against my chest.

Her body shudders against mine and she stiffens, then quivers as she tilts her head back against me. Her eyes close and her lips apart as the orgasm steals her away. I grab her breast and thrust into her again, exploding inside her.

Waves of pleasure convulsed through me.

I tug her dress loose from her wrists. It falls to the floor, and she bends down to pick it up, looking around her.

"Do you think anyone saw?" She asks, trying to see if the balcony is visible to my neighbors.

"Not unless they had binoculars - and if they did - they should consider themselves fortunate to have seen that show."

I grab her around the waist and drag her towards me, kissing her. Even now, after I've just been satisfied by her, her naked body is incredible against mine. I could take her again.

"Dessert?" I ask, smiling down at her, wrapped in my arms.

"I thought that was dessert." She grins, scrunching her nose.

"Well, we can have more of this dessert after the dessert in the fridge."

"Mmm. I like the sound of that."

Frankie stays in my bed, laughing and cuddling until just before midnight. Then she gathers her things, kisses me goodbye, and slips out.

Leaving me with this weird emptiness, wishing she could've stayed the night. Wondering why she couldn't. What was so important?

The way she touched me, she lingers on my skin. I can smell her and taste her and it's like a drug - I crave more. Like an addict, I'm not satisfied, it wasn't enough.

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